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THE ART OF CRIME SO4EO2

Marries. You don't fall in love with a married man.

That he is getting married! So you control yourself.

You smile. You behave with him as with any colleague.

He is going to pass. Everything passes... In two weeks, he will pass.

Mrs. Chassagne.

- Yeah? - I'm sorry. I annoy her?

No, she was looking at this mirror. She has just arrived. It is very beautiful.

She had never seen such a beautiful Renaissance one.

There is a package for you at the reception.

- I think it's the painting. - Picture?

The one I have to give Juliette...

for the wedding. The one that you commissioned me.

- Ah, yes, the painting! - We'll see?

Yeah.

I warn you, it can be a bit kitsch.

It doesn't matter, the important thing is the symbol.

- The symbol? - Yeah...

I met her through art, I offer her a work of art.

- It will be very good. Come on. - The important thing is that you like it.

She closes her eyes.

Come on, I close my eyes.

Tadam!

That?

Wait, what is that delusion?

I swear I sent a picture of Juliette!

Here, I'll show you.

So...

This is me?

- Yes you are. - No, its not me.

- Yes you are. - Oh, yes, it's me. Shit...

Oh yeah, shit.

Sorry, I got the wrong file. I sent the wrong one.

I will ask them to do it again.

Hello? Yes, Adele.

At the Moulin Rouge?

Let's go

I just received the photo of the painting found near the body.

It is from Toulouse-Lautrec, "Au Moulin-Rouge".

Toulouse-Lautrec loved coming here.

He painted pictures and posters. And to the clients.

He even represented himself here.

Antoine, he's there. - Thank you.

It doesn't say why the killer left this painting near the body.

Well...

the show was inspired by the Moulin-Rouge of that time...

but where is the connection?

- So, Adele? - Benoit Lafarge, 40 years old.

History teacher. No background.

- They killed him with a saber. - This?

It's an oriental saber, First Empire.

Nice, huh? 2 blows: one in the stomach, another in the heart.

I can see?

- And this comes from the Moulin-Rouge? - Not at first.

Nobody ever saw him here. And it didn't end.

Come to see.

Look up where this saber came from.

This is not bought anywhere.

No, it's an antique.

What was a history teacher doing behind the scenes?

He was the boyfriend of a dancer.

- What dancer? - Right here.

What does she have?

They found her with a bloody head...

screaming near her body. Shocked. They injected him with a sedative.

The killer seems to have hit her with this.

- A wig holder. - Yeah.

Before she went unconscious, did she see anything?

What happened?

- Before, I... - Miss Domani, I had to dance...

and she was still backstage, why?

I don't know.

We found this in her dressing room.

He was next to her body. Does it mean anything to you?

No.

Wait yeah I think I dreamed it.

What does it say?

He dreamed of what?

It was her.

I dreamed of her, but it was real, she was alive.

She goes backstage and...

And there is someone who kills her.

Does it kill her?

- Yes. - Oh...

With what?

With that?

Yes. Yes, with that.

Miss Domani, do you remember anything else?

No.

No, I don't remember anything.

And the?

This.

He remembers? He is his boyfriend.

No, I don't know who he is.

This is Mario Lazare...

- the one who warned us. - Are you OK?

Estelle, I'm Mario. It's me.

- He doesn't even know who she is. - Captain.

Mrs. Chassagne.

Yeah.

Look. It's the backstage camera.

She was the one who killed him.

- Did that knock her out? - Yes doctor.

The coroner believes that Lafarge hit her...

as she dealt the second blow.

Would that be enough for her to lose her memory of her?

For me, without a doubt.

She received a very violent blow...

in the hippocampus. She acts on memory.

Does that mean she doesn't remember anything at all?

It's called a total identity amnesia.

We no longer know who we are, nor do we remember the past...

but we retain skills like speaking and writing.

And the dream, Lautrec's painting...

- the murder of the woman? - The unconscious is still there.

Part of his past is expressed through dreams.

She kills her boyfriend, she dreams of murder, it makes sense.

But to do that with a saber...

she has no light everywhere, she is...

Imaging of the insular and frontoparietal cortex...

are totally normal.

There was no psychotic episode.

It was not a fit of madness. She knew what she was doing...

when she killed him.

It's about knowing why she did it.

She loved Beno�t, it showed.

I'm sorry. I don't understand why she would have killed him.

We found this painting with the blood of Beno�t Lafarge.

Does that make you think something?

That?

I don't want Estelle to get in trouble because of me.

At the moment, she risks 30 years in prison.

If we don't have the reason, if we don't understand her version...

there is no lawyer in the world...

that she can keep him from going to jail.

Does she understand it? So what is she...

that damn painting?

There.

This woman, Estelle believed that she was her grandmother's grandmother.

It's possible?

Yes. There were always doubts about the identity of this character.

Wait...

Estelle Domani's great-great-grandmother...

she was also a dancer at the Moulin-Rouge?

Yeah.

Her stage name was Magali la Proven�ale.

Magali Vanel.

It is true that she looks like him.

And then what?

- She was killed at the Moulin-Rouge. - Like in the dream.

Did they kill her with a saber?

I don't know, but they stabbed her in the heart.

- In the heart? - Estelle would have killed her boyfriend...

exactly how her great-great-grandmother was killed, at the Moulin Rouge?

What is that madness?

Don't know. I only know that Estelle was obsessed with Magali's death.

She dreamed about it almost every night.

- That? - She was investigating the murderer.

The murder would be linked to this painting.

This painting?

What does she mean?

I don't know anything else, except that she wrote everything down in a red notebook.

Are you telling me...

that her great-great-grandmother was a dancer...

at the Moulin-Rouge, and that, 130 years later...

Estelle Domani also becomes a dancer there?

Lazare says that her great-great-grandmother fascinated her...

- and that's why she became a dancer. - So fascinated...

that she killed her boyfriend as well as her grandmother at the Moulin-Rouge.

This is the research file from that time.

We got it from the archives of the Prefecture.

Yeah, of course.

- Stabbed through the heart. - Like Benoit Lafarge.

- It can't be a coincidence. - In any case, there is premeditation.

That?

Do you think she brought a saber...

to clean his nails and killed Lafarge on impulse?

No, but she saw the video... May I?

- Yes. - He watched the video as I did.

She defends herself, right?

She can interpret that however she wants...

- but she killed him. - But why?

We don't have a mobile.

We don't know what happened. And if it was...

in legitimate defense? What would the sentence be?

None. She would be released.

Between 0 and 30 years, the difference is great.

You have to understand why she killed him.

This painting, why was she there?

Miss Chassagne, Alex didn't say we were going to stop investigating.

We'll do our job and find the motive.

We must find...

- that red notebook. - Start with that.

Come on, go!

I'm going now.

- Can I ask you a favor? - Yeah.

I brought the wedding rings today,

- can you save them? - I?

- I have too many things on my mind. With you, they will be safe.

No problem. Count on me.

Thank you.

According to Mario Lazare, he always had this notebook with him.

You have no idea where you could have put it?

No.

We also asked his mother.

Apparently, she never told him about him.

My mother?

She lives in La R�union.

Does she not remember?

No.

She will come as soon as she can.

Here...

is the contents of her bag. In front of familiar objects...

there could be memories that come back.

Go ahead, take them.

And then?

Do you remember something?

Nothing...

I'm sorry.

So would she have killed him...

for this woman?

It's a nightmare.

Please...

Help me. I know I'm not a monster.

Please.

It was said that she was May Milton, an English dancer...

but the problem is that he arrived at the Moulin-Rouge in 1895.

And this one, I painted it in...

- 1892. Is that it? - Yeah.

Did you meet Magali Vanel?

If she had to remember all the ballerinas she was with...

let's say, I crossed...

The Moulin-Rouge was my second home.

It was there all the time.

And, very often, drunk as a cuba.

- My memories are hazy. - Estelle Domini...

she is convinced that death...

of her great-great-grandmother is linked to her painting.

She dreams about it every night.

- Because? - To each one the ghosts of her.

I...

I dream of legs...

riding beside my father and looking out over Lautrec's domain.

The beautiful girls of the Moulin-Rouge...

they failed to make me forget their disgust at having a dwarf son.

I tell him, to each one the ghosts of him.

A month ago, Estelle consulted the investigation file.

She was looking for the murderer among the characters in this painting.

They all existed. This is Jane Avril...

she, the Goulue.

He, we admit...

is Toulouse-Lautrec, with his hat.

This is his cousin, Tapi� de C�leyran...

- We get the idea. - Yes of course.

They are regulars at the Moulin-Rouge.

At the time of the murder of Magali Vanel...

the police questioned all of them and they are on file. They were all suspects.

That's why we found this painting...

next to Lafarge's body.

- What does he have to do with it? - To access the files...

you need a professional card, and Lafarge was a history teacher.

It was thus that Estelle Domani was able to consult the archives.

I checked: Beno�t Lafarge was doing the research with her.

We do not have the motive, but the beginning of a clue.

- A good start. - But the prosecutor told me...

that she doesn't need a cell phone to complete the investigation.

- That? How can it be him?

He has all the evidence to make an accusation.

Is Estelle going to serve 30 years in jail...

even though we don't know what happened?

We couldn't find the red notebook.

Yeah?

Commander, Captain, Ad�le calls you to the evidence room.

- He may have found something. - Okay, here we go.

On her desk is a packed box.

- Shall I put it with the evidence? - No no no.

- Is there a new painting? - No, it's Mrs. Chassagne...

Is personal.

Well, if it's personal...

It's just a painting, we're not going to die for that either.

They will never let me go, with this painting.

I must accept this marriage. I must accept this marriage.

I can not do it.

If you think it's fa...

To each his ghosts, his fantasies.

His is, visibly, to put the ring...

on the finger of the beautiful captain of her.

- Not at all. - We only have one life.

I dressed up as a samurai, as an altar boy...

even as a woman. Well may...

- dress up as a bride, right? - After all...

I had all the keys to Domani's home checked.

We identified all but this one. We don't know what opens.

What is the red dot?

I don't know, but I found another one with a red dot:

the key to her dressing room at the Moulin-Rouge.

The key to a cupboard, a locker...

nonsense like that, right?

Hello?

Oh yeah. Yeah...

Can you find my schedule in my office? I check.

- We found the guy's file. - OKAY.

There's the number...

Shit!

You have to make the prosecutor wait...

so we can go check the key...

at the Moulin-Rouge, just to check.

Thank you.

Do it, damn it.

Good, go ahead. I will tell...

that we're checking some fingerprints.

You have 4 hours...

no more.

That?

- What the hell is he doing? - She's a little weird right now.

Go Go.

Yeah?

Ms. Chassagne, are you okay?

Yeah.

Well. I thought there was a problem.

Ooh...

I wait for her outside.

We may have a lead to Estelle Domani's notebook.

It's great!

Captain, I'll be there in two seconds.

Good morning sir.

- Do you have a hurt finger? - That?

- How was that done? - Oh, that's stupid.

- I'd rather not talk about that. - So we don't talk about it.

Do you think he killed Lafarge because of her investigation?

Finally, an "investigation".

Look for a suspect in a painting...

- is more a part of "Cluedo". - About what?

- Good day. - Excuse me.

- Is that Captain Verlay? - Yeah.

- I'm the stage manager. - We talked. It's for this key.

- Does it mean anything to you? - Yes, I recognize her.

He hadn't even seen that he had disappeared.

I haven't used it for 2 years.

- Is there another key? - No.

In any case, it is forbidden to go down to the basements.

It's here. It's just an old empty room.

What is all this?

Is it still part of "Cluedo" or is it quite concrete?

This is the correspondence of the suspects.

They checked everything...

about the 1891 investigation. It's a titanic job.

Psychological profiles, verification of alibis...

and even schedules.

It is a real police investigation board.

It's amazing.

But all that doesn't tell us why...

Come see.

Ah yeah sure.

Look at this.

It is a votive offering.

"Justice...

"and revenge chasing crime." It's from Prud'hon.

- Do you know what it means? - No.

That no crime should go unpunished.

He wanted to do his great-great-grandmother justice.

The red notebook

- That is! - Oh shit...

Put yourself in the light, I don't see anything.

These are his notes on the investigation.

Look at the dates, there, there...

It is day after day. I can see?

Is...

Look what is written.

"I'm afraid Beno�t will kill me."

You were the one talking about self-defense.

Lafarge meets Estelle Domani.

He kindly offers to help her in her investigation.

They have an affair, it's love and, wow, suddenly...

Does she think that she is a monster that wants to kill her?

Maybe it didn't happen all of a sudden.

We think Estelle had just found out...

the identity of her great-great-grandmother's killer.

- How do they know? Is it written there? - No, but I found this offering...

at the altar dedicated to Magali Vanel.

That is what we offer to God...

to thank you for having been listened to, right?

Her wish was to find her great-great-grandmother's murderer.

For justice to be done.

To me, this offering demonstrates your success.

I had just written in her notebook...

- that she had found out. - And here, we don't know why...

Lafarge wants to kill her.

And it was she who would have ended up killing him while he defended himself.

- You have to investigate. - If I find the murderer...

in that frame...

perhaps you understand why Beno�t Lafarge...

she hated Estelle Domani.

I don't know which library...

did the research on him. I'll see him tomorrow.

You have to know if Lafarge was violent with women.

I'll have Ad�le look for the ones she hung out with.

- And Domini? - She remains in custody.

I'll call the prosecutor. That will make her wait.

Thanks for calling me back.

That's why I need the advice of a jeweler.

I can't get her out of it.

I confirm it, it is idiocy.

Cut it?!

It is not impossible. It is a very beautiful alliance.

Are you sure?

Alright.

Thank my Lord. He is very friendly.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

The painting with us two in love...

did you take her to her house?

No. I put it in a box in the corner.

Did you put it in the box that was there?

Yes because?

- I wanted to take it back but... - Ad�le.

Juliette came to take the box?

Yeah.

Damn.

I'm sorry.

The box contained things to take home.

Sorry.

Yes, my dear.

Yes I'm fine. The box you came to take away...

did you unpack it?

- You do not want me to do it? - No! Not at all!

OKAY. There is a problem?

No. It's just that my wires got crossed.

I put...

Tell him it was me.

I put a...

a present for you.

Oh, is it a gift? What is it?

I can not tell you. Is...

It's a surprise. Promise me not to look inside.

I'm not a girl.

I send a kiss. Kiss, love.

- You are truly extraordinary. - I'm sorry.

- There are no two like you. - Captain.

- The boss wants to see you. - Fine, I'm coming.

I also have to go to work.

They should do a study. It is something extraordinary.

We called the Lafarge expert...

Yasmine Reda, 38 years old. They separated 5 years ago.

There was never any violence, but, guess what, according to her...

Estelle Domani went to see her the day before Lafarge's murder.

- Let's confront them. - Yeah.

- Ready. - See you later.

Shit!

But not...

No...

Oh no no no...!

Shit... it can't be true!

Thank you.

Sit down, Mrs. Domani.

Do you recognize Mrs. Reda?

No not at all.

She went to ask him if Mr. Lafarge was violent.

I told you no, but you seemed very scared...

and strongly convinced that she would hurt him.

Was she going to hurt me? Would she have killed him for that?

- It was in legitimate defense. - It wasn't self-defense.

I told him it wasn't dangerous, that it was all in his head.

I tried to explain to him that he had nothing to fear...

but she didn't want to believe me. She had already decided to kill him.

Does he realize what he is saying?

Why is he here? Out of jealousy? To avenge?

I'm not responsible for him leaving her.

Mrs. Domani. Please.

I am not responsible. I couldn't have killed him, shit!

Thank you, Mrs. Reda, you can go.

I've been there for at least 2 hours.

I am proud of myself. All.

I was able to find all the books he consulted with Lafarge.

It's alright huh!

Not yet.

Well. In that case... If I find him, I'll call him.

I'm sorry, but I'm in a library.

I'll have to cut the conversation short.

I have a neighbor to my left who is somewhat strict.

Ready. Talk later.

And don't tell him I encouraged you to get those books.

Do you want to look...

a free woman who doesn't need anyone.

For the hundredth time, there is nothing...

- between the captain and me. It's better to hear that...

than being deaf. How did you do that to yourself?

Sorry, I have to concentrate.

Stop making background noise...

- in my left ear. - I apologize.

Why are you working at Lautrec?

Leave.

- Oh no, already? - You are happy?

Has luck.

My father no longer spoke to me.

I know.

He did not allow me to sign my paintings with "his" his last name...

that he judged...

degrading.

- If I may, you drink too much. - They tell me, yes.

Does he often talk to you about Captain Verlay?

Not often.

All the time.

Forcing yourself to forget someone is, perhaps...

condemn himself to thinking about him incessantly.

I'm not talking about Jane Avril! In matters of frustrated love...

with all due respect, you beat me.

My little Jane.

Maybe she was even crazier than me.

Jane was admitted...

- in a psychiatric hospital, right? - Oh, that...

Let's just say she had brittle nerves.

Look.

Domani left his notes for his investigation.

"Jane Avril, mentally ill...

"Could she kill her?"

She was interested in her hysterical crisis.

She wanted to know if she could be violent.

Jane? My muse, my beloved Jane...

Would she have killed another dancer in a fit of madness?

No. Her dancer, Mrs. Domani, has an incredible imagination.

Oh.

What is this mess? Did they rob you?

I'm tidying up a bit.

Rather messy.

Yes ok...

So how about the showdown?

For legitimate defense...

is a bad start. Sure you're okay?

Yeah?

Captain, I have...

- What is this? - He's ordering, it seems.

Sorting out?

Yes. Don't mess with that either. I lost a file.

Happy?

What did he find?

Oh yeah...

I'm pretty sure I found the killer in the painting.

This is Jane Avril.

Estelle suspected that she killed her great-great-grandmother.

Why Jane Avril was she afraid of Lafarge?

I don't know too much, but I know who we're going to ask.

Whom?

To Olivia Meyer, a psychiatrist...

that she wrote a book about Jane Avril's illness.

Estelle Domani contacted her a few weeks ago.

So what?

I called. Estelle Domani became her patient.

- Domani, did she confide in a psychiatrist? - Don't know...

she couldn't talk on the phone but she will greet us.

Well go ahead. Alright.

- Forward. - Yes, that's OK.

Sorry, it's a little hard for me to realize.

Yes... The first time, Estelle contacted me...

because he was interested in the pathology of Jane Avril...

and he wanted to know if she could have killed.

Sorry, but we don't see the connection...

with the murder of Lafarge.

On one hand, Estelle suspects that Jane Avril...

she would have killed Magali Vanel, and, on the other...

she thinks her boyfriend wants to kill her. What is the relationship?

Her death anguish.

Can you be more specific?

Estelle was afraid...

of being murdered like her great-great-grandmother.

He haunted her. She dreamed it. She thought it was her turn.

Its her turn to die from her?

It took me several sessions with Estelle to figure it out.

She is the victim of a repeat pattern. Her great-great-grandmother...

- Magali Vanel, was murdered. - We already know that.

But you may not know that Estelle's grandmother, too...

two generations later, she was murdered...

beaten by her husband.

The two women were 34 years old when it happened.

- It's Estelle's age. - Yes. She was convinced...

that 2 generations later, it would be her...

the one murdered at the same age.

She had this deep conviction.

Your 2 grandmothers were murdered at 34?

What's that?

A transgenerational trauma.

When a family experiences trauma...

.. the suffering is transmitted to the following generations.

For example, it is possible...

that Estelle's grandmother unconsciously chose...

a violent man as her husband...

to repeat...

the family pattern.

OKAY. Lafarge was violent?

No I dont think so.

But Estelle could have convinced herself of that.

I know you saw Yasmine. What story is this?

- You're scared of me? - No.

So what is going on?

I love you, Estelle.

I would never hurt you.

He never attacked Estelle.

She killed him because she thought he wanted to kill her.

It was all in her head. There was no legitimate defense.

What happened to make her convinced...

that he would kill her?

I don't know. I only know that everything turned upside down...

when Estelle discovered the real killer of Magali Vanel.

Jane Avril.

No. Beno�t Lafarge and Estelle had discovered another suspect.

There.

It was he who killed Magali.

3 days ago, Estelle came to see me with this photo.

Did she think that Toulouse-Lautrec had killed her great-great-grandmother?

Toulouse-Lautrec, is that him?

Yes. Apparently, she really liked to dress up.

- I'm sorry, I can't believe it. - Estelle said that he was the only one...

- that she didn't have an alibi. - Look.

What's happening?

Estelle killed Lafarge...

with a saber that looks like this.

- A saber? - That? What's happening?

Should not...

to have passed that.

What was supposed to happen, Mrs. Meyer?

During our last session, I suggested to Estelle...

a somewhat particular therapeutic method.

I saw that he could not free her from her death anguish.

She kept believing that Lafarge would kill her.

So I suggested...

- a cathartic reconstruction. - What's that?

We rebuild...

a traumatic scene.

The patient symbolically revives it and frees himself from it. It is very effective...

- in general. - Yeah.

She relived the scene so much that she slaughtered him.

It's not that effective.

It is as if, by killing him, he kills all men...

who attacked his family.

She wanted that to stop...

- Is that? - Yeah...

She went there without any preparation, without letting me know.

No one was to die.

The prosecutor will charge her with voluntary manslaughter.

She risks 30 years in prison.

I have the impression that she is talking about someone else.

He loved me.

And I killed him, like that, coldly...

to set me free.

I'm sorry.

They will take her before the judge.

I'll take her back to her cell.

Come on, get up, please.

Come on.

Maybe he was in love with her. She rejected me. One more.

No. he is incapable of harming a woman.

All the ones she painted, the ballerinas...

the prostitutes, he loved them...

- that was seen. - She loved me a little.

Not how she would have liked.

I can't believe he killed her.

I shot at spiders. I killed rats by the dozen.

But he was raving about the absinthe.

Maybe that was the problem. I drank so much absinthe...

that she could have done anything.

No, it is not the act of a madman.

It's cold, calculated murder.

It can't be you.

Estelle Domini...

needed a culprit and it fell on you.

We will never know...

who did this.

Damn, good luck.

Don't worry.

I didn't look what was inside.

You scared me.

- Are you okay, sweetie? - Half.

Because? What's happening?

I didn't like the way you told me:

"Don't look at what's there." It was weird.

It wasn't weird. I told you because it's a surprise.

No, I have a hunch.

What hunch? Absolutely nothing happens.

You lie wrong I have the impression of seeing a small dealer.

"I swear, ma'am, it was for my personal consumption."

- Crap. Not at all... - Then I can look.

Bah, it's a surprise.

What you do not understand?

Leave it alone. It will be fine, don't worry.

What's that? It's all destroyed.

Why did you do that?

That is not an answer.

It's a shame to have done that, isn't it?

Is it because you heard it was a gift for me?

I understand that it is difficult for you.

I just came into your life, you don't know me.

But Thomas...

I'm never going to replace your mom.

Yeah? You know?

I think you're great.

It would be a shame if we didn't get along.

In any case...

I will do my best to make it so.

- Do you agree with that? - Yeah.

Thank you.

Yeah!

Here, it's from Estelle Domani's interrogation.

Yeah?

The prosecutor wants proof that Estelle Domani brought the saber...

to close the inquiry.

She looks for the video surveillance of the businesses...

around the Moulin-Rouge. Perhaps we will see her arrive with the saber.

- Alright. - Thank you.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Between you and your leg, and you...

with his finger...

we are well equipped at OCBC.

Fortunately, it is not you who get married!

Full of humor this morning.

Mrs. Chassagne...

- Yes. - Can I talk to you?

- Yes. - Can you close the door?

Yeah.

Come closer.

Alright?

- Does your finger hurt a lot? - I can support it.

- Maybe I can help you. - Help me?

Yes, if she explains to me...

what really is on that finger.

Does it have to do with Juliette's alliance?

Juliette's alliance?

No. What a thought. How does she come up with it?

Mrs. Chassagne.

Well.

Here she is.

She's getting worse. Every day she swells more.

Why did you do that?

- I don't know. It was stupid. - Yeah. Okay, let me see that.

- Oh, he's hurting me! - Excuse me.

- It's stuck. - Yeah.

The only way to get it out is...

cut it.

Cut it? No.

- We have to tell Antoine. - Warn him?

Yeah, I can't tell her I lost her, she'll crucify me.

Me too? Think of me?

I've been looking for her for 2 days, she almost broke my leg...

And she wants me to think about you?

I'm warning you, if she tells you...

- I report it to the prosecutor. - That?

I know she lied to you about the print readings.

Please, I can't explain everything to you...

would take too long. But I already made a big mistake...

with the wedding gift, if the captain found out...

you won't want to work with me anymore. Never, never again.

Then what do we do?

I don't know. I tried everything: oil, soap, Vaseline...

Even with saliva, it didn't work.

Maybe she's too acid.

- That? - Her saliva.

We could try mine.

Is she serious?

Don't worry, they won't bother us here.

It's OK, go ahead.

Wait.

I can't believe I'm going to do this.

- Me neither. - I'm ashamed.

- Me too. - Forward.

Wait. I'm going to do that, like this, and I'm going to shoot at the same time.

Good...

- Then I'll start. - Yeah.

- Oh, it hurts a lot. - I'm sorry.

Gently.

Well... Attention.

Okay, a little more.

- Oh, his tongue... Ah... - I'm going deep.

Move on!

Do not stop! go on! Again...

Yeah, okay, there it is!

That's it!

And here it is!

Thank you.

She saved me! This stays between us.

We agree.

Can you sign this?

Captain.

Captain, do you know something?

Hey!

My finger doesn't hurt anymore.

Hide your joy.

- It's great. - Captain.

It was not Estelle Domani who brought the saber to the Moulin-Rouge.

They sent me this video. It's an hour...

- before the murder. - It's the saber.

Who is that guy?

Benoit Lafarge?

Impossible. On the saber were only Estelle's prints.

She didn't take any precautions...

we should have found theirs too.

- They should have been deleted. - Estelle would have deleted them...

before she used the saber?

Has no sense.

I only see one solution:

the traces were later erased.

After the murder, one died and the other was unconscious.

There is, therefore, a third person who was invited to the party.

The killer was always on his back.

He knew they were filming him.

We never see his face. - He wears the same wig and suit.

He killed Lafarge and then knocked out Domani to frame her.

Later, he erased her fingerprints.

And he put Domani's on the saber and Lafarge's on the wig holder.

It seems crazy...

- but there is no other explanation. - Shit. Domani's amnesia...

was part of the plan?

Antoine, was Domani's amnesia part of the plan?

No no.

The neurologist says that foreseeing something like this is impossible.

It doesn't matter, everything was blamed on Domani.

She was the ideal culprit:

a paranoid girl who kills a guy...

because they killed her grandmothers.

Do you think many people...

- did you know her anguish? - Especially one.

Cathartic reconstruction, fuck me!

Do you think I killed Estelle Domani's fianc�?

She didn't know him. Why would she have done it?

Besides you, who would know...

that she was afraid that Lafarge would kill her?

- Did she tell anyone about it? - No.

Anyway...

- Yes. - Who?

I talked about it on a TV show.

Did you talk about Estelle Domani on a TV show?

It was a society magazine.

She was supposed to talk about transgenerational trauma.

I mentioned the case of Estelle, without giving her name...

but people who knew her were able to recognize her case.

This program...

do many people see it?

I don't know, about 500,000 people.

- You mean it was me...? - The one who gave the murderer the idea...

of having Estelle accused in her place.

It's possible.

And shit!

Fine, thank you, Adele.

- It's not the psychiatrist. - Because?

Ad�le verified everything: location of her cell phone, video surveillance...

everything matches.

She was at the movies the night of the murder.

- That's fine thanks. - What's going on?

The prosecutor waives legal action against her.

She is free.

Come on, we'll take her home.

Did I ask him to bring the saber...

- for this reconstruction? - Very reasonable.

Someone anyway...

- I was hoping to kill him with that. - Do you have any leads?

No not yet. A new investigation begins.

Estelle's mother arrived.

Everything will be fine. Yeah?

Thank you, Adele. Come in, ma'am.

Dear...

I will take care of you...

Don't worry.

Before she goes home, I have to show you something of her.

I don't even understand how I did all that.

- Here. - Thank you.

Don't touch anything else.

- I'll wait outside. - Thank you.

You are welcome.

Did you want to show me that?

Magali was wearing it when she was killed.

The police returned it to us.

I gave it to you the day you told me you were going into the Moulin-Rouge.

I never should have told you this story. It's my fault.

You couldn't have known.

She was so scared for you.

She was afraid it would happen again.

I'm sorry, Estelle.

Are you sorry why?

It was me who told you not to trust that man.

From Benoit Lafarge?

She was sure that he would hurt you. I gave you this idea...

in the head.

Sorry.

Sorry, my dear.

Did she just find out that there was a third person there?

Yes. Does this dream mean that he witnessed the murder?

It is, necessarily, the memory of him that reacts.

This is the identi-kit. I couldn't do more.

What I do? Shall I issue a warrant for your arrest?

To Mrs. Domani...

she has a hard time mobilizing her memories. It's too painful.

Her unconscious protects her from trauma.

Take this as a hint...

- of the identity of the murderer. - A track?

How do I identify it?

To get into his brain...

cut it in half?

Instead, stimulate your memory with free association exercises.

I know of that.

Your psychiatrist...

- she's the best placed for that. - Thank you.

- We'll keep you posted. - Do not doubt. Bye bye.

- We need to call Olivia Meyer. - I know that face.

It is a painting by Lautrec. He would cut off my finger.

It's called "the hand".

- That? - We say "I cut my hand".

Did I say "my finger"? Obviously...

- is my hand. - Enough with her finger.

- That? - Her wound, her bandage...

for 2 days. He is cured, his finger, right?

Yeah.

So let's stop talking about it. Let's get our fingers out of...

If I can't say...

It doesn't matter. I'm just saying we have to get to work.

I do not know how to say it.

It's not possible.

It's a hat from his time.

The suit too.

Anyone else I killed?

Why Estelle Domini...

she will have mixed in her dream the murderer of Beno�t Lafarge...

with her universe?

The cabarets...

Party...

alcohol, vertigo.

One can burn his life there to better seek his death.

And you, what were you looking for there?

For me, growing old was not part of my plans for the future.

I know.

- Doesn't that mean anything to you? - No.

I'm sorry.

It's like I have a wall in front of me.

A wall?

And then? Tell me what happens to you.

- Yeah? - Excuse me...

I thought something was coming back, but she was gone again.

Sorry, I can't do it.

Don't worry.

It is normal. It is part of the process.

You must be patient.

Why is this woman touching me so much?

Good...

I don't know. It is very touching what happens to him.

And she also has amnesia...

like Captain Verlay. Does she think he would marry Juliette...

if she remembered her erotic dreams...

- with you? - Frankly...

I do not care.

I'm not going to wait my whole life for the Lord to remember.

However, he put on that alliance.

As?

However, he put on that alliance.

You are amazing.

In principle, I come to find this Lautrec character...

and keep talking to me about this alliance.

I could say anything...

like "French cancan", and it would say: "Dance, wedding dance...

"Captain Verlay's Wedding Ball".

Let's be reasonable.

French cancan. Of course!

What is that, "of course"?

Forget everything I said, you are... extraordinary. Bye bye.

So, Mr. Bonnard...

what brings you here?

I need advice.

Advice on...?

It's not for me, but for a friend.

What does your friend need advice on?

He has a daughter...

intelligent, educated, sensitive...

and this girl is in love with an ignorant guy...

and rude. It's incomprehensible.

Parents often do not understand their children's choices.

This is catastrophic. Besides, that guy doesn't love her.

And that worries you.

Yes, she is the daughter of a very good friend.

Do you have patients going through this, right now?

Mister Bonnard...

to do therapy, you have to agree to talk about yourself...

not from his friends.

Yes of course.

The French cancan gave me the idea.

The night of the murder, Estelle Domani was dancing in a show...

that paid homage to the dances of yesteryear, as in this painting.

Do you see him?

She knew she had seen that face before.

He is the dream killer.

Is he.

What is the clue to find the murderer?

See this dancer?

It's Valentin the Boneless.

He was a big star at the time of the Moulin Rouge.

They called him the Boneless because he was extremely flexible.

Mario Lazare plays the role of him in the show.

And who dances with Mario Lazare?

Estelle Domini.

Exactly.

This painting is linked to what happened the night of the murder.

Who plays the role of the zombie?

None. He's not on the show. And that's not the key.

The neurologist told me to think...

that Estelle Domani has these dreams...

to try to remember what happened the night of the murder.

What does she advise to do?

Relive the show to unlock her memory.

- Do you want to make her dance? - Yes. She lost her memory...

not the legs. She must dance again at the Moulin-Rouge.

So go ahead...

let's see Alex, with whom she seems to get along very well.

That?

Nothing. Let's go dressed like this...

to his French cancan...

- or do we strive? - That's it, I'll make an effort.

Since when do you have sex with her?

That?

I saw them in the evidence room.

It's nothing you think...

Sleep with whoever you want, I don't care, but...

(1) not with my partner, 2) not here...

(And 3) Crap, you could have told me!

I wanted to tell you. It's a little bit complicated...

The tricky thing is that I have to investigate...

with the girl of my boss and my best friend.

- Antoine, you're going to laugh... - You disappoint me.

Wait Antoine. She comes back.

He already sees, when he wants... It's magnificent.

And me, how does he find me?

Alright...

It's her. Yes, Mrs. Domani.

Everything is going well?

Yes. I rehearsed with Mario.

She should be all right.

Do memories of her come back to him?

No, nothing for now.

Don't worry, we are in the room, not far from you.

Thank you.

See you later.

Come on.

It's beautiful, huh.

- It'll start soon. - Is very pretty.

Good chin chin!

For us, if I may say so.

No baby?

No. I avoid mixing pleasure and work.

Excuse me, but I can't anymore.

Everything was going well between us, he behaved kindly, civilized...

and then suddenly it becomes unbearable again.

- What is the problem? - I can't stand...

being taken for an idiot.

For an idiot?

I understood the story of the finger from him.

Do whatever you want with Alex, his weird sexual games...

that's none of my business. - Weird sex games?

It's none of my business. But for my partner to roll with my boss...

That?

And find out listening to them make "weird" screams...

in the evidence room, frankly, I have it here.

Come and sit down. It's stage fright. You're not used to it anymore.

Are you OK?

- Yes, sure?

Yeah.

- It's panic. Give it 2 minutes. - 2 minutes, will you be okay?

- Yes, I'm sorry. - Let me know.

- Are you OK? - Yeah.

That?

I thought something was coming back to me, but it's gone.

- We can go? - Yeah.

Hello? What's happening?

An upset?

OK, here we go.

Are you sure you'll be okay?

Is he!

Is he!

Estelle...

- stop, it's me. - It's you.

It's me?

- Hey! - It's me, it's Mario.

Let go!

Get off me, damn it!

- What's going on? - Is he...

He killed Benoit.

Let me go, I didn't do anything.

Don't provoke me. Really, don't provoke me.

- I have nothing to do with this. - You'll say that in the courtroom.

Could he have dressed up as a dancer to kill Lafarge?

Don't know. In any case, she had access to the locker room.

Look.

The man from the dream is clearly looking at Valentine.

Domani might have thought that he was pointing to the killer.

- Yeah? - You, his imagination would have been...

Sorry.

It would have been pointing the finger.

- That? - No, nothing.

Do you ever listen to messages from him?

That?

It is unfindable. I've been looking for her for 4 hours.

- We have a very serious problem. - The fact that Captain Verlay...

you think I have strange sexual games...

that is a serious problem. A huge one.

Come on.

We have no choice, we will tell him everything.

- That? I know it's embarrassing...

- but it's the only solution. - It is impossible.

- Impossible? - Impossible.

Let's break

- Break? - Yeah.

She can't keep believing that we have weird games.

Let's stage our breakup.

A classic break. That way...

we won't have to keep lying anymore.

It's alright, huh?

I see only one reason to arrive...

- to raise such enormities. - That?

She loves him.

And this marriage is driving her totally crazy.

Forgive me, but with all the respect I owe you...

That's silly.

I got a wedding ring stuck, it was an accident.

Miss Chassagne, there's already been another accident...

with Juliette's wedding gift.

I'm wrong?

I know it will surely be painful...

but face the facts: she's getting married.

There was no such cordial agreement with Lafarge.

He was jealous. He was afraid that he would steal Estelle from him.

It just can't be.

I'm gay. And why blame my best friend?

Maybe because his best friend was leaving him.

I say that because we found this draft email...

on his computer.

I underlined a nice passage.

"We are made to work together."

"You can't abandon me after everything we've been through."

He wanted to stop dancing and redo his life with Lafarge.

He couldn't take it.

So he went to punch him in the face.

It was an email to apologize.

He was drunk, I did stupid things.

Yes, I broke his boyfriend's face...

but I didn't kill him. It wasn't me, damn it!

Ad�le verified the passage orders...

Lazare would have had time to put on...

a dress to kill Lafarge.

We have the motive, but no proof.

We only have the vision of an amnesiac.

If he points to a pink elephant, what do we do?

The prosecutor will crush us.

You're right. We need a confession.

We left her in custody and continued to press her.

What are you doing, Chassagne? Shouldn't she come?

I don't know.

I mean, you don't know?

She's your girl, isn't she?

Maybe, but she's also your mate. She continues like this...

and you're going to lose it.

- Please. - Thank you so much.

- What are you doing here? - And you? Do not study.

- Mr. Bonnard, does she know her? - Mr. Bonnard?

What nerve! You're spying on me?

Not at all.

My father insists on controlling my life.

I don't know what's going through your head.

- You don't talk to me anymore! - Let's drop the psychodrama.

- Come in. - I'm shocked.

- He realizes what I put up with. Mr. Chassagne...

psychotherapy is a good idea for you, but not with me.

If you don't mind, I'll take care of my patient.

I need your opinion on Estelle Domani.

Tell me about her father best of her.

Please, I'll tell him what he wants later...

of my tyrant father, of the missing painting, of the alliance...

of my deviant sexual practices, of everything.

But please.

Do you want to know if Ms. Domani can point the culprit?

Exactly.

I don't believe it.

I have the impression that everything develops on a symbolic level.

She must have pointed at that gentleman...

because he must symbolize the identity...

of the real killer for a picture...

- for a word. - For a word?

An image?

- For example. - I don't know.

He was disguised as Valentin the Boneless.

Can that mean anything?

Could be.

So... Valentin the Boneless...

It is that he has no bones...

that he doesn't have...

That he doesn't have legs.

That he is disabled.

"A leg amputee after an accident...

"Olivia Meyer is very committed...

"in the fight against discrimination...

linked to disability".

You have to look for a link between Lafarge and Olivia Meyer.

Trust me. I come and explain everything.

See you later.

Do you want me to arrest Olivia Meyer for murder...

because she would be No Bones? It's a joke?

Ad�le was working on her delusions for 1 hour.

Suspect #1 of hers has a solid alibi.

I'm sorry to break it to you, but...

- So? - There is nothing in her emails...

but I have bank statements for Meyer and Lafarge.

On January 19, Meyer pays for a night at the Paradis hotel...

and Lafarge withdraws money that same night...

50 m from there. On the 27th, something similar.

She pays for the hotel and he spends 37 euros in the bar across the street.

They slept together.

Stop.

I only see you.

- Nothing else. - And she stops...

6 months ago.

For his alibi, in the cinema, a bathroom window faces the street.

She left her phone there...

and she went out there.

So Meyer and Lafarge had a relationship.

She is crazy about him, and he a little less.

He leaves her.

Meyer is destroyed because she tells herself...

that no one will love her like him.

She starts to hate him a little more day after day.

She wants to kill him.

3 months later, Domani comes to see her...

and she is the ideal culprit.

A frail girl convinced she was going to be killed.

Meyer knew that he could easily manipulate her.

And would Olivia Meyer have introduced Estelle Domani to Lafarge?

He had just left her.

He was able to save face. They were still friends.

It happens to remain friends.

OKAY. Here we go!

That?

He wanted to tell her that...

There is nothing else with Alex.

I told him that he was finished.

Good.

No, but it's... It's me.

I...

She shouldn't have talked to him like that. I behaved like an idiot.

I'm sorry. When I saw her with Alex...

- in the evidence room... - Come on, come on!

I can't keep seeing him like this every day.

It hurts too much.

I don't have to come here anymore or I'll never get there.

I also suffered from not being loved, but I could never...

to escape from this body.

Women saw me as a guy on crutches.

You, at least, have the means to flee.

Ms. Domani...

I can't communicate with her daughter. It is urgent. Do you know where she is?

At her psychiatrist? OK. Thank you.

Do you think what I'm thinking?

If Meyer knows she's getting her memory back, she's screwed.

Come on!

Hello, Estelle. Forward.

She's lucky...

my next patient will be here in an hour. make yourself comfortable

- Can I stay there? - Clear.

Do you want to tell me about a pen? Tell me.

Yeah.

It's ridiculous.

The pen you had yesterday, I keep thinking about it.

I don't know if it's the shape or the color, but there's something...

with this pen. Could I see her again?

Yes of course.

Ooh...

The cleaning lady came this morning...

she should have kept it.

It's not serious. Tell me.

What does this pen mean to you?

- Why are you lying? - What does she say?

The cleaning lady did not come. The trash...

is full.

Why is he lying?

- Oh yeah. She had it with me. - Can I see her, please?

Clear.

I'm going to ask for help.

It's Olivia.

Olivia Mayer.

So?

Does your memory of her come back?

I was the one who gave it to him...

this pen.

Need...

help me.

I worry about her. She can do stupid.

- How about? - It is perfect.

- Isn't that going to scare you? - Do not worry everything is going to be okay.

Olivia...

What are you doing?

Did you think you could leave me like this?

She was right: she is going to die at 34.

She says hello to Beno�t for me.

He don't move! Drop that. Fast.

Fast!

She's over.

Yeah?

- Good night. - Good night.

I do not bother?

No not at all.

She wanted to ask him for some advice. I wrote something for Juliette...

for the wedding...

and I would like to know her opinion.

- My opinion? - Yeah.

Writing is not my thing. And I told myself that you...

would know better than I what a woman wants to hear.

- Understands? - Yeah.

Doesn't she want?

Yes. Go ahead, I'm listening.

Good.

Good...

"Juliette..."

It's a good start.

Yeah...

"We are like the two faces of the same planet."

"I am your hidden face that needed your light".

There is a repetition. There are 2 times "heads".

- Oh yeah, shit. - But it's poetic.

It's a bit clich�, but poetic.

"With you, I lose all sense of time."

"I feel that we complement each other. We are different...

"but similar."

That is ok?

Yeah.

"It's as if before we met, we already knew each other."

"As if I had always needed you without knowing it."

"I don't know how to tell you this, but..."

"You are more than my wife."

"You are my heart, you are my life."

"In short, I love you."

It's Juliette.

- We'll continue talking tomorrow? - Yeah.

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